Again, last Friday, July 1st, at an IWC show, I stood in front of a few hundred people and announced that the United States utterly sucked and the greatest "American Country" was Canada and yay for Canada Day.

Tomorrow I'll realize that only being able to sell beer between noon and 5pm, hours that are mostly taken up by watching the football games that I'd be wanting the beer for anyway is lame and annoying, and I'll go back to hating freedom. But for now, God Bless America Pennsylvania.

Pencilvania is the only state I've lived in that actually requires you to buy a whole case of alcoholic enjoyment rather than just the occassional six-pack. And then you've got this whole case sitting around, why not have a couple?

yeah, it also sort of encourages you to drink more. If I could buy a six pack whenever friends were coming over for dinner and finish it that night, that'd likely make me drink far less than I do by buying a case and then having to finish it off.

Ok, not really in my case. I'd still buy cases of beer, but I mean, maybe for someone who wasn't really a drinker.

are you kidding... we're not even done with our move from 6 blocks over that way, it would take months to complete a move to California, and its going to fall off into the ocean like any day. We'd never have time to be happy.

Re: Amen

This comment is a week late (I have been reading livejournal about fortmonthly) but I noticed today that there are many more drunk people, and many more people with disabilities which were probably brought on by copious drinking earlier in life, wandering the netherhoods (and main thoroughfares) of San Francisco than I ever remember seeing in Pittsburgh. Here there are liquor stores on every street corner, open until late at night. In PA you kind of have to plan ahead if you want to get toasted. I plan to explore the netherhoods of Pittsburgh next time I return, to see if maybe I just never noticed these people before, or if maybe there really is something to be said for the blue laws.